in a lonely heart
and plants itself-
waiting, hoping, longing
for the warmth of recognition.
Time passing unnoticed, unreturned and unappreciated, the bloom fading...
Withers
hope slipping into dark oblivion
drowned in a sea of tears,
buried treasure.
Silence, masquerading as the forgotten, disguising pain transformed into growth...
heart beats in spite of longing
to be free of sorrow,
no tomorrow
with sharp reminders
of rejection.
Time, the great amnesiac-cajoling, consoling the heart into release....
belief
that past is past and
gone is gone.
Healed,
concealed
the scar lies
dormant.
Then gravity takes hold, pulling the soul into the cemetery of regret..
the sweet sting
of remembrance
like the scent of a
Spring bloom
long gone from the garden,
like a sunset that
remains unequalled,
free floating once more
as a wisp of Summer air-
unexpected, unfair.
Indelible.
CKP Photos and words 2020
Beautiful, Cheryl. I can't tell you enough how much I enjoy your poetry.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary. I’m so glad to know that. 😊
DeleteThis is a beautiful combination of words and images. I am so glad to have this the way you prepared it, and not interrupted by gross ads.
ReplyDeleteThanks Dan. Me too. 😊
DeleteWhew! Sad and hopeful. There is great beauty in death, in the circle of life. Beautiful Cheryl.
ReplyDeleteThanks Pam. This is true.
DeleteLizards and flowers. Yes.
ReplyDeleteI love those little guys...
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